our friendship started with numbers, when i asked a simple math equation and you gave me a ridiculous answer.
our love started the day you told me you were breaking up with her because she didn't want us talking.
after that, the rest is history
we made plans to get tattoos together
you're going to the marines and i'm going with you.
i'll follow you everywhere you go until the end of time and i know you'll chase me to heaven.
you say that youll probably die there but i wont allow it.
i wont survive if you leave me
you're sending me your paycheck instead of giving it to your family, but I won't accept it.
i'm making you put it in the bank
and when you come back from overseas
we'll move out to the west and buy a ranch
we'd have three dogs and a bunch of cows and we'd ride horses when the sun rises and set everyday
and i plan on being the best woman at your wedding
and when you have kids, i'll be there to make terrible grilled cheese
and when i have kids, you'll be there to be the father that didn't leave us
and when we get old and die
they'll bring our ashes up in small glass bottles to alaska
and they'll throw them up into the northern lights
YOU ARE READING
simplicity
Puisisimplicity.... that's what poetry is. but poetry has depth, emotion, a sense of understanding.
